If it was outside the tropical rainforest, the mountain spring would not care about these indigenous people who were strong and like human-shaped beasts.

The pistol, rifle, light and heavy machine guns were swept wildly and they had to kneel down, which was enough to teach these Kakayas to be reborn as human beings.

A tall figure is a good target. Can he block bullets and grenades with extraordinary strength?

But in an area with extremely lush vegetation, it is already thankful that bullets can fly a hundred meters smoothly, let alone grenades. Modern firearms are not even as good as blowing arrows, bows, spears and machetes in this environment.

Once the ammunition is exhausted, it is the lamb who is waiting to be killed.

No wonder those mercenaries were not stupid. When they went deep into the tropical rainforest, they carried weapons and ammunition to death as much as possible, and even tried to kill themselves. They even tried to learn from their ideas, wanting these Chinese people to help them share some of the burden.

At some point, one more bullet can even mean a life, whether it is your own or the enemy, which is very important.

"We have them too!"

"Haha! Let's worry about those Kakaya people first!"

"Hehe, I'm looking forward to it inexplicably!"

"That's it!"

Several leaders of the action team looked at each other and looked at Li Bai together.

One of the only swordsmanship experts in the local area is here. One sword can knock out half a mile, and tearing the jaguar with his hands is considered an egg.

Qiuyuan Yiming, the leader of the mountain spring forest group, looked at Li Bai silently.

He entered the temporary camp by the other party's forest passage that was blasted with his sword. A faintly visible forest path leads directly to one of the few modern and simple roads in the Amazon rainforest.

If you look down from the air, it is like someone drawing traces in the Amazon primitive rainforest with a pen, but such traces cannot last long. If there is no continuous renovation, maintenance and use, at most one week, it will be slightly smoothed by the self-restoration ability of the tropical rainforest. After a month, it will be completely unaware that the violent sword energy has been penetrated through it fiercely.

As Lu Xun's work "Hometown" says, in fact, there is no road on the ground, and more people walk, it becomes a road; similarly, if people stop walking, the road will be gone.

Even if you can only maintain a normal passage for one week, it is still not something that ordinary people can do.

A master of swordsmanship with this level of sword skills is enough to be unprecedented and powerful swordsman who have never come back is indeed qualified to ignore the personal bravery of the Kakaya people. Maybe one person and one sword can easily destroy the entire tribe of the other party.

Such a character is completely worthy of being attracted by Shanquan at all costs.

Li Bai touched the big sword leaning against the table and said, "Okay! Am I the only one?"

"Zhao Ziwu is with you, and we have a look after each other. As for the leader of Akihara, will you Shanquan send someone?"

Shi Boxue turned his gaze and looked at Akihara Yiming, the leader of the mountain spring forest group.

"You must, let's have two people, one is Professor Hinata Yamada who studies in South American indigenous culture, and the other is a negotiator who is good at a variety of indigenous languages, Jiro Miyazaki."

Team leader Shi's words were exactly what Mid-Autumn Festival was thinking, and he rushed to go with the flow.

Even if the "Dragon Group" contacts the Kakaya tribe unilaterally, he will try his best to send people to participate. Now he can recommend the candidates who have been prepared, which can be said to be a happy event.

The four people represent the "Dragon Group" and Shanquanhui negotiated with the Kakaya tribe together. The number of people is just right, so it should not be too many, which can easily arouse the other party's vigilance.

"So, Li Bai, you are responsible for taking them over and ensuring that they come back, do you understand?"

Shi Boxue gave Li Bai a task, believing that it would not be difficult to protect three people from entering and exiting the meteorite sinkhole safely.

"clear!"

Li Bai immediately made an OK gesture.

In fact, he just needs to take good care of the two people from Shanquan Club, and he will not be involved in too much energy.

Zhao Ziwu, who was traveling with him, was not without self-protection. After being blessed by the witch's saliva, the power of several talisman papers should not be underestimated, and it is not even inferior to the sword energy that Li Bai waved casually.

If you have a little division of labor, each person will protect one. Even if the Kakaya tribe is in a dragon's den, you can still make a breakthrough.

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The next morning, the sky was dark and just past dawn, the sky to the east was red, and the sun was about to burst out from the horizon.

A breeze blew, and the wet milky white mist dissipated, and a figure appeared in front of the temporary camp gate.

Li Bai was carrying a five-foot-long heavy sword and carrying a small backpack. He was waiting there early. He was the first to arrive at the assembly site.

"Li Bai, Li Bai, are you so early?"

Zhao Ziwu, who was carrying a big bag, rushed over with sweat.

In order to cope with the hard work that followed, I had a big meal for breakfast. I ran a little and felt a little uncomfortable in my stomach.

I'm afraid it will take ten minutes or half an hour to digest some of it, but the physical energy consumption for most of the day is guaranteed.

"Let's go early and you will probably enter the Kakaya tribe at noon."

If it weren't for the people waiting for Zhao Ziwu and two other Shanquan Clubs, if only Li Bai himself would have set out before dawn, and arrived at the edge of the sinkhole in the early morning, and fell directly into the free-falling situation, without any trouble.

"Sorry, sorry, we're late!"

"Si Nimasse! We're here!"

Two people carrying a large bag and covered in jungle adventure equipment rushed over quickly and apologized to Li Bai in a hurry.

Based on the Japanese concept of time, sooner or later, it is very rude.

"It's okay, there are fifteen minutes left before departure."

Li Bai looked at the time on the screen of his mobile phone, and no one was really late.

It seems that everyone has a very good sense of time and remembers to arrive early.

"terribly sorry!"

Professor Hiru Yamada, with a little gray hair, and Jiro Miyazaki, a very young negotiation expert, bowed deeply to Li Bai and Zhao Ziwu, expressing his apology.

"Let's go now and try to go and return early!"

Li Bai took the lead in walking outside the camp gate.

The mountain fog in the morning suddenly split and gathered together again. Li Bai's figure immediately became blurred. Zhao Ziwu was stunned and then shouted to wait for me, and quickly chased after me.

The two people from the Shanquan Club looked at each other and immediately followed Zhao Ziwu.

The heat of the sun has not yet completely spread to the tropical rainforest where water vapor rises. If you cannot keep up with it, you will easily fall behind and lose it when you cannot follow it.

It would be a very terrible thing to be alone in the primitive jungle.

I had already recorded the map last night. Li Bai was cutting the way in front. He no longer used a sword to knock out half a mile, but just swung his sword. He only split a radius of one meter apart every time, but his speed was not slow.

The huge sword energy is opening the way for the nearby Kakaya tribe, which is like a provocation from the door, and is likely to trigger a very serious hostile reaction. This situation does not meet the expected goals of the "Dragon Group" (507 Operation Group), and there is no need to make the first meeting too stiff.

After walking for about two hours, the fog in the morning gradually dissipated, the temperature increased rapidly, the humidity in the forest was almost saturated, and a regional local rainfall would fall at any time.

Professor Yamada, an expert in indigenous culture in South America, staggered a few steps and said in a trembling voice with sweat: "How far is it?"

After all, he was here at the age of the time. Since he left the temporary camp, he has never stopped until now. Now his legs are like they are filled with lead, becoming heavier and heavier, his physical strength is getting more and more exhausted, and his vision is blurred. He sweats all over his body as if he had just been fished out of the water. The clothes on his chest and back are even dry and wet, showing salt marks, and the smell of sweat is naturally very pungent.

The professor who gritted his teeth and followed closely behind finally could no longer hold on and tactfully reminded others that he was exhausted and could not continue.

Li Bai, who was driving the road ahead, suddenly stopped, inserted the five-foot heavy sword in his hand to the ground, turned around, looking at Professor Yamada who was already tilted and Jiro Miyazaki who was also not well, Zhao Ziwu was in better condition. Although he was out of breath, he was not exhausted.

He said calmly: "Just rest here for a while, hurry up and drink water and eat, someone is here!"

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Chapter completed!